Dangerously Big by Cleo Peitsche Read Free Book Online Page A

spying on me.  
    I contemplate the outfits in my closet. Today is my last day with my bosses, and I want to look amazing.  
    Finally I choose a creamy blouse. It’s not tight, but it moves on my body like liquid, and I haven’t worn it in weeks. Easy decision. I also pull out a knee-length navy skirt and matching heels.
    It’s only when I’m looking for a bra that I realize why I haven’t worn it. Because of Romeo and his hatred of my pushup, padded bras. The only bra I own that won’t show through is the kind that Romeo has forbidden.
    But…  
    I put on the bra. When I look in the mirror, I see… myself. Funny how a few ounces of fabric can turn me into a lingerie model, but it’s true. I adjust my breasts inside the cups, and I run my fingers over my swollen curves.  
    It’s weird, but looking at myself like this turns me on. Like this, I’m sexy. Romeo might not like my pushup bras, but it can’t be denied that the first time he met me, I was wearing one; it helped get his attention.
    Damn. I’m heading in to work but I can’t stop thinking about sex. Sleeping platonically in Romeo’s bed was like dangling a fresh kill in front of a starved lioness.
    “Lindsay?” Romeo says. “Are you almost finished?”
    “Thirty seconds,” I say as I grab the blouse and pull it on. Quick tactical decision: leave my hair down so that it covers my chest—hopefully Romeo won’t notice. I wish I had time to put some loose waves in it, but oh well.
    A slick of crimson across my lips and a quick application of subtle eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara—I go for a thick, dark coat that makes my pale blue eyes luminous—and I’m ready to go.  
    Just one more thing. I open my top dresser drawer. There’s a small bottle of edible lube I bought a week ago thinking it might help me deep-throat all of Romeo’s cock. I’m not sure why I slip it into my bag, but I do.
    When I emerge from my bedroom, I don’t immediately see Romeo. I find him near the kitchen, squatted down and scratching Bandit under the chin. Bandit’s eyes are closed in pleasure.
    I know exactly how Bandit feels. The man has a nice touch.
    Romeo’s phone rings, and he doesn’t even look at me; his attention is on the phone. He motions for me to hurry up, and we go down to the limo together.
    The final document signings and employee reassignments will take place in a hotel. Our company rented the top floor, and there are caterers on hand to make sure that no one has to leave until every dotted line has been signed.
    Romeo stays in the limo, on his phone call, and I go up alone. I expect that this early in the morning, I’ll be the first one in, but several secretaries from the office are already bustling around, setting out the stacks of employee handbooks.
    Maybe it’s me, but those handbooks look too flimsy to spank someone with. I snicker.
    No one from Food4Life has arrived. I hope that’s not a bad sign. Despite all the negotiations and offers, if they decide not to go through with this, I think Romeo will kill someone with his bare hands. They would have to be fools. Romeo decided to retain all the current employees, and my bosses are making a very fair offer, so everyone should be pleased.  
    But I’m not a business expert. I’m here because I’m good at reading people.
    It’s a strange skill to be paid for, but I’m happy for it.
    Even though I don’t yet know where I’ll be stationed for the day, I begin pulling things out of my bag.
    Romeo comes in, and I hunch forward. His gaze moves past me, then snaps back to lock on my eyes. I freeze like a rabbit that’s been spotted by a wolf.
    Slowly, oh so slowly, his attention moves to my chest, and his lips turn down. “Come here,” he says.
    I stand, too quickly, and my vision swims for a second, but I’m already moving toward him.
    “Everyone except Lindsay, please take a break. Go buy yourselves breakfast and charge it to me. Don’t return before 8:00 unless you want to work